He had loaded CyberFunk.STY as his opener.

He downloaded five more style packs that week: 80s Arena Rock , LoFi Study Beats , Cumbia Nortena . Each one rewired his little gray keyboard into a different universe. By Thursday, his room was a wreck of cables and coffee cups. But he had built a setlist.

The room went still, then started nodding. Maya grinned from the back. Leo forgot the stand, the sticky floor, the snickering. He was just a kid and his grandmother’s keyboard, now running code that made it dream in new colors.